"We're only getting started"....
"_"
"We're only getting started."
The words kept replaying in my head like a broken record.
Just getting started? But I already came... didn't I?
I looked down. My dick was still buried inside her, already looking soggy, our mixed fluids leaking out around where we were joined.
The evidence was right there.... I had definitely finished.
Elena followed my gaze, watching my cum drip out of her with this slow, wicked smile creeping across her face.
"I meant what I said." She shifted her hips slightly, and despite having just emptied myself completely, I felt a twitch of response. "We're far from done."
Before I could process that, she moved.
Her hips rolled forward in one practiced motion, and my body.... The traitorous bastard that it was.... started responding again. Already slightly erect.
She felt it too. That smug grin widened.
"Would you look at that," she murmured, grinding down in a slow circle. More cum leaked out with the movement, making a mess of both of us. "Your body already knows who owns it."
I tried to speak, but she lifted herself up... almost letting me slip out completely.... then dropped back down hard enough to knock the breath out of my lungs.
"Y-Your Majesty, I just came, I don't think I ca—"
"I don't remember giving you permission to speak." She did it again. Up slowly, down hard. Her ass bounced from the impact, and just watching that was enough to bring me halfway back to life. "I said we're not finished. That means you keep going until 'I'm' satisfied. Understand?"
She set a rhythm after that. Slow rises, brutal drops.
Each time she came down, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the chamber.
Each time she bottomed out, she clenched around me, working every bit of sensation from my recovering cock.
My hands went to her waist on instinct, but she immediately grabbed my wrists and slammed them down above my head.
"Did I say you could touch?"
"No, Your Majesty."
"Then keep your hands where I put them." She released my wrists and straightened up, placing both hands on my chest for leverage. Her nails bit into my skin as she picked up speed. "You move when I tell you. You touch when I allow it. Right now? You just lie there and take it."
So that's what I did.
Elena rode me like I was nothing more than a piece of furniture. Her hips worked in smooth, practiced circles.... grinding down before lifting up and slamming back down hard enough to make everything jiggle.
The sight alone was enough to finish bringing me back to full hardness.
Everything about her was perfect. The flush spreading across her pale skin. The way her silver hair swayed with each movement. Her breasts bouncing with every impact.
But it was her ass that kept grabbing my attention. The way it rippled each time she came down. The curve of it.
How it looked taking me over and over. I'd been with women before.... plenty of them.... but nothing compared to this.
"You like watching, don't you?" Her voice cut through my daze. She'd caught me staring. "You like seeing your Queen's ass bounce on your cock?"
"Your Majesty.... I can't say"
"Good." She leaned back slightly, changing the angle and giving me an even better view. Her hands moved to my thighs for support as she bounced harder, faster. "This is what you're now. My pleasure. My toy."
The new position let me see everything. How wet she was. How her body stretched around me with each thrust.
The way her ass moved. My cock was fully hard again, the post-orgasm sensitivity replaced by raw, desperate need.
"Now move your hips," she commanded, slightly breathless. "I want to feel you trying."
I didn't need to be told twice. I thrust up to meet her, timing it so I drove deep just as she slammed down.
The change made her gasp.... actually gasp.... and for just a second, that perfect composure cracked.
"Fuck....yes, like that."
I did it again. And again. Every time I thrust up, she came down harder, and the room filled with wet, obscene sounds.
Her movements started losing their control as pleasure took over.
"Harder," she demanded, grinding in tight circles. "Put your back into it."
I planted my feet on the chaise and really drove into her, using my whole body. The force made her cry out, her nails raking down my chest hard enough to definitely leave marks.
"Yes! Right there....don't you fucking dare stop!"
I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to. The feeling of her clenching around me, the sight of her body moving above me, the sounds she was making.... it all combined into something that completely overwhelmed my senses.
Elena's movements turned erratic. She was close...I could tell from how her thighs trembled, how her breathing got sharp and desperate. She grabbed one of my hands and shoved it between her legs.
"Make yourself useful," she gasped. "Touch my clit."
I found it immediately, circling with my thumb while still thrusting up into her. The combination made her whole body jerk.
"Oh fuc—" Her back arched, head falling back as she rode me even harder. "Yes, just like that, don't stop, don't fucking sto—"
All pretense of her control on me vanished.
She bounced wildly, chasing her release while I kept my thumb working and drove up as hard as I could manage.
My other hand found her hip, gripping tight enough to bruise as I helped slam her down onto me.
"I'm—fuck—I'm going to—aAhh" Her words dissolved into incoherent sounds as she came.
Her pussy clamped down like a vice, pulsing and squeezing so intensely it almost hurt. But I didn't stop, working her through it until she collapsed forward onto my chest.
For a while, the only sound was our ragged breathing. Her heart hammered against mine. I could feel aftershocks running through her body.
But I was still hard inside her.
Still needing release...
She realized it at the same time I did. A tired laugh escaped her.
"Look at you," she murmured, slowly sitting back up. Her movements were lazy now, almost gentle as she rolled her hips. "Still ready to go. Maybe you'll be more useful than I thought."
Before I could respond, she started moving again. Slower this time.
Her hands traced random patterns on my chest as she rode me with long, smooth strokes.
"Come on then," she purred, leaning down until her lips brushed my ear. "Give me one more. Fill your Queen up again."
Her words, her movement, the feeling of her still-sensitive body squeezing around me...it all crashed together.
"Ugh!" My second orgasm hit like a blow to my brain...but I still...I thrust up hard by instinct, burying myself as deep as possible as I came inside her again.
When she finally climbed off me, we were both completely spent.
More cum dripped out of her, coating both of us, but she just smiled at the mess.
"Much better," she said, stretching like a satisfied cat. "You might actually be worth what I paid."
I couldn't move. Could barely think. The reality of what just happened was slowly sinking in when—
My vision exploded with light.
Blue and silver text materialized out of nowhere, glowing and translucent, floating in the air like some kind of hologram.
I jerked upright with a gasp, but the screens moved with me, staying centered in my vision.
"What the—"
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[ CONQUEST SYSTEM INITIALIZED]
[WELCOME, CORY MILLER]
[SYSTEM ACTIVATION COMPLETE]
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More text scrolled past faster than I could read the first ones.
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[PARTNER IDENTIFIED: Elena Silvermoon]
[PERFORMANCE RATING: S+]
[REWARDS DISTRIBUTED]
DESIRE POINTS EARNED: +750 DP
STAT INCREASES APPLIED
NEW ABILITIES UNLOCKED
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Elena was saying something, but I couldn't hear her over the rush of information flooding my brain.
What was this? Some kind of video game interface? In my head?
Her hand grabbed my face, nails digging in. "What's wrong with you? Answer me!"
The screens started fading, becoming transparent before disappearing entirely.
But I could still feel it.....that presence, sitting in the back of my mind like something alive.
I stared at Elena, my mouth dry, heart racing.
"I... I saw something."
Her eyes narrowed dangerously. "What did you see?"
How the hell could I explain this?